I’d been counting down to Thanksgiving since I started school because I was promised some kick ass ribs. I got them and then some:
Smoking some ribs on the smoker.
The turkeys were good, too.
I got to take this whole slab back to Bloomington with me. Nuked some of it for dinner and it still tasted like it just came out of the smoker. No extra sauce needed. Bad ass.
The rest of the food on Thanksgiving day – stuffing, casserole, po-tay-toes, deviled eggs, gravy. Bliss.
The kitchen looks remarkably intact!